Chapter 1687: ?The corpse practice

The boulder disappeared, the arm armor squirmed and climbed onto the host's arm, and the wound was healed in an instant. Su Ming chuckled lightly. Seeing his blood disappeared, he motioned for several people to enter the door.

Naturally, Hermione knew the effect of the miracle serum. She didn't say anything, but Sirius wanted to heal him, such as using some healing spells.

But as soon as he touched his wand, Professor Wilson's wound had healed.

He can only think that this is an advanced spellcasting technique without a curse and a staff, and expressed admiration.

Yes, who would think that the professor at Hogwarts is a dumb gun?

Passing through the door flooded with silver light, everyone climbed up the steps, and just took a few steps as if they had changed the world. At this moment, there was a very strange scene in front of them.

If it weren't for the tall stalactite cave roof above their heads and dripping water constantly, they would definitely feel that they were back on the beach.

The black water that stood in front of everyone's eyes was extremely broad, endless, but there was no wave of waves, just like a pool full of oil.

"No, Master Regulus!" Kreacher knelt down on the damp ground, covering his eyes and crying: "Kreacher is broken! Kreacher damn! I want to punish myself!"

Saying that he started to want to hit the wall again, this time Sirius just got the wand in his hand and it came in handy, and he directly set the house elf on the spot.

I remembered that his brother Regulus died in a place like this. He was also trying to protect his family, so that he could not let people know what he did...

Sirius held his breath, wishing to kill Voldemort now.

In front of the three of them was the surface of the water, and there seemed to be an island in the distance, with a dim light shining on it, reflecting on the dead water below.

Except for the green light, the farther direction is completely dark, dense and heavy.

"The potion basin that Kreacher said is there. We only need to get there and drink up the black water in it to get the relic." Su Ming held his arm, his mouth said so but his feet did not move: " But, let’s start with my students’ exercise time."

As he was talking, he bent down and buckled a stone from the ground, almost as big as Sirius' head, and then he threw the stone toward the lake.

"puff!"

The water splashed high, and the scene that followed was like a bait dropped in a fish pond, and it was like boiling water boiling.

Accompanied by the rushing sound of water, countless pale corpses seemed to be stirred by an invisible spoon. They recovered from the bottom of the lake, swarming in the water like maggots.

The icy hands and feet pulled the surface of the water, and their horrible and rotten faces carried the hideousness of death. Their eyes were all white, and their noses were only a triangular cavity directly in the skull.

Sirius was ready to fight the first time, but his hand was held by Professor Wilson beside him.

"Don't use fire, it will scare them away." The professor said so and shook his head seriously: "Your brother is in it. This is the best way to get him out of the water so that we don't need to dig underwater. ."

"But can she be alone?" It was about his brother, Sirius hesitated, his beard trembled, and his mouth was invisible.

Su Ming pulled him back, and didn't forget to lift Kreacher who was still there: "She has no problem. Although this is the first time she has dealt with undead creatures, as long as she aims at the head and hits, it is no different from hitting wild ducks. "

After that, he added a few words to Hermione to make her pay attention to the corpses, and don't blast Regulus' head.

Hermione, who has a wand in one hand and a shotgun in hand, still has time to roll his eyes. She knows the purpose of the professor. Letting her deal with undead creatures and breaking through the natural fear of the dead for the dead is just one of the training.

The corpse swims and crawls very fast. These things are also called drowning ghosts in Eastern countries. If they catch a person, they will be dragged into the water and drowned, turning them into a new corpse, which is the legend of Muggle. 'Look for a cushion'.

Hermione shot down several corpses in front of her, but more corpses gushed out from the water. Perhaps the Normandy landing was also like this, and she suddenly regretted it.

"I knew I should use a heavy machine gun instead of a shotgun!"

She understands that she needs to be among the electric light and flint of the battle to identify which of these decayed and distorted corpses is Sirius's younger brother, and bring him back intact.

Some people may say that it cannot be done, but as long as there is a fast enough brain, solid basic knowledge, and rich imagination, this thing can be done.

The bones of these corpses did not decay, they still maintained the original human outline. Regulus and Sirius are brothers, so their facial features, such as cheekbones or eye sockets, will have common features that professionals can distinguish. It’s good to restore the original appearance in your mind.

This is genetics and forensics, there is nothing magical.

What's more, most of the corpses are still wrapped in some rags from his lifetime. Regulus is the young master of the Black family. His material living conditions are very good, so his clothes and pants fabrics should be good, and he may even have used magic. Fire and corrosion resistant.

Her thinking is very clear, and there is no difficulty in fighting. The miracle serum has given her sufficient physical strength and brain thinking ability.

Firearms swept the monster group, and then used the magic wand to cast control spells to buy time to change the bomb, and then developed to use the sword and the dead body to fight, she has completely adapted to the situation.

Hearing what she said in the fight against the monster, the professor smiled and shouted back:

"Then don't you write it down? Next time you see zombies or skeleton soldiers, do you know what to do?"

Sirius looked at Hermione for a while, watching the dead corpses flooding in front of them like a tide, and she kept guns and spells, and more and more corpses piled under her feet. After a while, she seemed to be standing on a hill on.

"It seems that I really can't keep up with the times~www.NovelMTL.com~ He shook his head, looked behind him again, and simply sat down against the rock wall: "Are the current female students so strong? "

Su Ming squatted by his side, put the stiff Kreacher aside, and took out the cigarette to distribute it to Patriarch Blake: "She is a special case. You don't know if you compare her to Harry."

Sirius sighed in his mouth. He took the cigarette and lit it with his magic wand, and then slowly spit out his breath along with the smoke: "I still want Harry to live a peaceful life, even if I can choose. I don't want him to be like this...what should she say like this? Demon Warrior?"

Su Ming pointed his hand to his face and nodded as if suddenly realized, "You really reminded me that Hermione doesn't have a code name yet. How can there be no unique name in a mixed society? I have to think of one for her."

Hearing this topic, Sirius also became a little interested. He sniffed his nose sharply: "Tell me, I'll give you some advice. I used to be best at giving nicknames to others."

In this way, when the little girl in the front row fought bravely against the undead creatures, two adult men hid behind her, smoking cigarettes and chatting...